Pretty Poisoned Novel by Elle Mitchell

“I think Declan loves you. It’s okay if you love him, too.” I swallow hard. “You’re wrong,” I tell him. “And I don’t.” “Okay. If you say so.” I don’t sleep for a while after that. Iwake before Luca for once, wrapped up in his arms and bloody sheets. For a giant who spends most…

“You like that, angel?” Luca asks. “Yes,” I tell him. “You feel fucking amazing,” Declan groans. Taking my affirmation as permission, he picks up the pace. “You’re doing so good, Teagan.” “Oh, god!” I cry out. “I told you she was a good girl,” Luca says. I feel cold metal against my skin before Declan…

He carries me through the doors and sets me down outside his hotel room, digs out his room key, and pushes open the door. “Declan—” He grabs me by my arm and pulls me inside, letting the door close behind us, and backs me into the room until my legs hit the bed. “Are you…

“What?” “Whatever it was that was bothering you—are you over it?” “No.” “No?” “I’m not going to kill myself,” I tell him. “Ever.” I surprise myself when the words come out of my mouth; it must have been the orgasms—they weakened my resolve, and I said the quiet part out loud. “What?” Declan shifts onto…

“But when she killed herself, you were happy.” “Both things can be true. They aren’t necessarily related. I’m not glad she’s gone; I think about her all the time.” “I’m tired,” I tell him. “I’m going to go to sleep. Um, can I sleep here? With you?” “Of course, you can,” he says. He kisses…

He turns, then grabs a bottle of top-shelf whiskey. “Heads up, bro,” he yells, throwing the bottle to Declan. Then he doubles back, pulls himself up onto the counter, and starts taking selfies with everyone around the bar. “Oh my god! Declan is here, too!” someone else yells. “He’s a goddamn menace,” Declan says, shaking…

It’s pleasure. Maybe part of it is whatever Luca put in my drink, but it’s fucking fucked pleasure like I’ve never known. I can barely take it, but neither of them let up. “What a good girl you are, Teagan,” Luca says. “Letting me fuck your mouth while you come on him.” Hearing him through…

“You need to stop babying her,” Declan says. “She’ll be fine.” “H-how long is the drive?” I ask. “Can’t really tell you that,” Declan says. “It’ll be a while. I’m going to give you something that’s going to help you, Teagan. Open up.” “What is it?” “You’re just going to have to trust me,” Declan…

“I’m so proud of you, baby,” he says. “I’m going to get you a real drink now. We’ll be out of here soon. Don’t let go of me, okay?” We walk over to a bar, and my eyes roam the room while he orders us drinks. That’s a mistake. Everyone is dressed like we are;…

Just before I come, he tightens that hand around my throat, squeezing hard enough that I come without making any noise. Silently, the waves of pleasure roll through my body, and somewhere in the back of my head, I’m screaming because he’s still touching me, and it’s too much. It feels too good. I writhe…